A week had passed by since their last ball at Hogwarts, and the famous trio was gearing up for one final adventure. It was finally time for Harry and Hermione's wedding.
No one knew about this except for those that the couple had specifically told. After the disaster at the end of the school year, the press had assumed the pair would wait awhile before holding their ceremony, and in turn, they had left them alone. It worked out perfectly for Harry and Hermione, since they wanted a small ceremony.
Outside the main gates, a small seating area had been assembled. The guests were only those personally close to the happy couple. Dean and Seamus were sitting next to Parvati in the first row. McGonagall and the other professors had all been invited, and each of them had showed up - even Snape. Hagrid stood in the back where his towering frame could easily see and make sure that everything was perfect.
Dumbledore stood at the head of the assembly where a long, white silk sheet split the audience. It ended in a beautifully made wooden archway that Professor Sprout had covered with a plethora of blossoms that continuously opened and closed every thirty seconds.
Melinda Granger sat in the first row on the left hand side and gazed around at the quaint but gorgeous setting. Tears formed in her eyes as she thought about how her daughter would have wanted this type of wedding. It was small but meaningful, and Hermione had never been one for big extravagance nor had Harry. There wasn't a cloud in the sky, and it was pleasantly warm but not overbearingly hot. Melinda turned her eyes to her future son-in-law who was standing in front of Dumbledore.
Harry was fidgeting restlessly with his robes, and Ron poked him in the ribs for the fifth time. He chuckled at his best friend and smiled widely.
"What's wrong, Harry, you look like you're about to face Voldemort all over again."
"I'm okay, Ron, it's just that I want this day to be perfect for Hermione. I keep thinking that something horrible is going to happen," he groaned.
"Don't worry, mate, nothing's gonna happen. Do you honestly think that anyone would dare face yours or worse Hermione's wrath for ruining your wedding?"
"Very funny, Ron."
Laughter behind the redhead drew Harry's attention, and he looked to see Remus and Sirius trying not to fall over laughing.
"Thanks a lot, you two, some friends you are," Harry growled and crossed his arms.
"Relax Harry, you look just like your father did the day he married Lily. He couldn't stand still for five minutes. He was so out of it that he almost didn't notice when she walked down the aisle. I still remember having to nudge him to accept her hand from her father's," Sirius chuckled.
"Well, even I'm not that pathetic," his godson answered.
True to his word, Harry snapped to attention when the music changed to the wedding march. He'd asked the Weird Sisters at the final ball if they would be interested in playing at his wedding, and they had heartily agreed. They'd even offered to perform for free, but he'd quickly declined their offer.
Hermione was just as nervous as Harry was while her father led her towards the back of the assembly. She, like him, wanted this day to be perfect. She'd even worn flat shoes so that she didn't break a heel when she walked down the aisle.
"Sweetie, what's wrong? You've been gnawing on your lip for the past ten minutes," John Granger said with a slight grin. His daughter blushed and lowered her head.
"I'm sorry, Dad, but fate has an annoying way of picking on Harry and I. Just once, I want the gods of irony to lay off us for a day."
"Everything will be fine, Hermione. If anything, I'm the one who should be nervous; today's my little girl's wedding day. As a father, I'd have preferred you to have rather normal life, whatever that is, but I see how happy you are with Harry, and I couldn't wish anything better for you."
"Father…thank you," Hermione sighed and blinked back her tears. Her father kissed her cheek and clutched her arm a little bit tighter.
"Come on, your husband is waiting for you."
Harry was running over the ceremony in his head for the thousandth time. His mind was on overdrive until he saw her. Time stopped as he stared at his angel. She was wearing the same wedding dress he'd seen a week ago, but he hadn't gotten a good look at it until now. It flowed down her body conservatively, but it accentuated all the right places. Her hair and veil were a little more elaborate since she hopefully wouldn't have to fight at this ceremony.
John Granger stepped forward, but Hermione tugged on his arm to hold him back. He looked at his daughter curiously, but her eyes were fixed on the young man waiting for her.
'I love you,' she mouthed to him, and her eyes shown were the brilliance of a small star.
Harry stared right back into those shining spheres, and his body unconsciously began emitting magical energy.
John Granger gasped slightly as he felt his feet leave the ground. Hermione's feet did the same, and they hovered a few inches off the embroidered walkway. Out of nowhere, the pair began to advance down the aisle, moving on thin air. John was shocked to say the least, but he noticed that his daughter's eyes never left Harry. It was almost as if their love for each other was drawing her down the aisle towards him.
Arriving in front of the archway, Hermione and her father returned to the ground and only then did her eyes leave Harry's. She heard a slight snickering and looked to see Lavender and Ginny grinning widely at her. She winked at her bridesmaids and turned back to Harry.
John stepped forward and offered the young wizard his daughter's hand. Harry took it and bowed slightly to the older man, showing him respect and appreciation for what he offered. John nodded his head and stepped back to take a seat beside his wife.
Harry and Hermione turned to face Dumbledore, and the older man stepped forward with his typical half-smile on his face.
"I welcome you all here today to witness this grand event. It has been my pleasure to know this fine, young couple for several years, and I hope many more to come in the near future. In all my years, I have never scene quite a pair such as you two," he chuckled, and several members of the audience joined him.
Harry threw a slight glare at his mentor and rolled his eyes; he had a feeling that Dumbledore was going to say something like that.
"The two of you have accomplished more that anyone your age could hope to achieve, and that is due to the love that you share. The two of you hold a great power within you, and I pray that it remains with you for the rest of your days. You bring out the best in one another, and that is what being in love is all about. As per their request, the bride and groom wish to say their vows."
Ron and Lavender stepped closer to their friends, and both of them held up a blue silk pillow, which each held a beautiful golden ring.
Harry and Hermione turned towards one another, and time stopped once more. They knew what they would say; it came straight from their hearts. Harry reached out and placed his right hand on top of her heart; Hermione, likewise, did the same thing and placed her right hand on top of his heart. The couple stared at one another and spoke as one:
My heart to yours, now and always
Our souls become one, now and forever
My spirit shall never leave you, in this life or the next
Today, tomorrow, and for all of eternity
My lips shall only say one name in love
Harry
Hermione
The couple raised their left hands, and their fingers entwined. The rings disappeared off the pillows that Ron and Lavender were holding, and they appeared on their friends' ring fingers. A white light enveloped the pair, and it lit up the entire castle of Hogwarts. The guests were nearly blinded by the intense aura emanating from the happy couple.
Dumbledore's eyes had widened as he listened to the words that the two teens spoke. Those were not just words but a spell. It was called a Soul Binding; it essentially bound the life force of the two together into one. However, it was dangerous to try, if either one had even the slightest doubt in their heart of wanting to be with the other, the spell could kill both of them. Even when it was successful, there was one other side effect. By merging their life forces together, it meant that when one of them died so would the other. Dumbledore had never even seen one done before; it was the greatest expression of love two wizards could make for one another. He had no idea that Harry and Hermione would attempt it - let alone be so successful as to light up the entire grounds.
Harry didn't wait for Dumbledore to tell him; he pulled Hermione into his arms and kissed her more passionately than he ever had. She clung to him desperately, and cheers rang up from around the audience. Dumbledore grinned widely and took his leave to let the happy couple have their moment, but not before doing one last thing.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you, Harry and Hermione Potter!"
Author's Notes: Well everybody, I promised you the wedding, and I hope you like it. I will definitely do at lease one more chapter, but I'm not sure whether or not to do epilogue or something. We'll see what happens.